Strip and Serve Dinner (Ana Marie)

"Glad to see you're already near the kitchen where you belong," he guffaws with an edge of slurring in his voice. "I've made it easy for you tonight and brought home dinner. Why don't you get out of that boring dress and plate this shit? And decant us a beer each. I was feeling generous.”

Nicole, after containing her surprise that he would use a word like ‘decant,’ snarkily says “well, hello to you, too.” Was the whole serving of meals naked thing going to become normal whenever he came over?

“Oh, I’m sorry, helllooooo, Princess. Did you have a hard day roleplaying you have a real job? Did you bust your back pushing ‘send’ on social media posts all day?” Nicole opens her mouth to correct him on exactly how difficult her job is, but he cuts her off. “Please, don’t be a mouthy bitch. I had a rough day at work making up for what we missed yesterday. I even brought you fucking dinner. Some gratitude would be appreciated.” He lifts the bag of Taco Bell.

Nicole felt like this whole situation was getting way too weird and domestic. Then she remembered the new information that his wife likely left him for a, um, less rough around the edges man. She suddenly felt a pang of sympathy. Plus, she told Betty she’d go along with it. She breathes in and changes her demeanor. For tonight, she’d be the good wife.

“I’m sorry,” she says standing up. “Where are my manners? There’s no way my day could have been as hard as yours. Thank you for being so thoughtful and bringing dinner.” As she speaks she slips the straps of the dress off her shoulders and it falls to the floor at her bare feet. She forces a smile and walks over to him. She places her hand on his big gut and looks up. “Now why don’t you get out of those work clothes and have a seat? I’ll bring you...a nice plate of Taco Bell.”

“Nah, I’ll keep my clothes on. You haven’t earned the eye candy yet,” he guffaws again and slaps her ass. Walking past her he takes a seat at the dining table directly in front of her laptop. And, without asking permission, starts clicking her mouse. The naked Nicole watches in horror “what are you doing? That’s private!”

“Relax. I’m just checking your history to see what other pervy shit you’re into. Now hurry up with dinner.”

Once again, Nicole was stumped by his audaciousness. She didn’t know how to argue with someone who always acted like everything he did was perfectly normal and she was the crazy one for being offended. “I-” she tries to reply but gives in “yes, that makes perfect sense.” The sarcasm in her voice is barely noticeable.

Nicole is careful to not choose one of the last three heirloom plates. She tears open the bag and is surprised by how much Taco Bell is in it. She starts pulling the items out of the bag one by one.

“The two chalupas, crunchwrap supreme, and three of the crunchy tacos are mine. The remaining three tacos are yours. I didn’t know what you liked, so the tacos seemed like a safe bet,” he says.

She was a little horrified by how much of it was his, but she was happy that he only expected her to eat three tacos. She associated Taco Bell with some bad drunken nights in college and hadn’t eaten it since. She starts placing the items on their plates. Barely fitting all of his food on the single plate she walks it over to the table.

He looks up from digging through her porn history. “What the fuck? They’re still wrapped? Don’t be so lazy. Get back in the kitchen and plate them properly. I know you liberal bitches don’t know how to cook, but I thought you’d at the very least know how to put food on a plate.”

Nicole looks down at the plates. She wants to throw them at him, but that won’t help anyone. “Yes, sorry, I’ll do better,” she hears herself saying as she tries to play along. As she walks the plates of Taco Bell back to the kitchen counter and starts to unwrap them, she feels a clenching between her legs and goosebumps all over her body. Oh god, she thinks, something about this is exciting me. Her spark of arousal makes her even angrier at the man.

“Gross,” he says as he continues to look at her computer. The comment makes her panic and feels shame. A recent task from the Discord group would be to masturbate while watching something she wasn’t actually into. They had her watch a series of videos where the women were covered in spit. She hoped he hadn’t found those videos. She also really doesn’t want to know if he did, so she doesn’t say anything. She finishes unwrapping and replating the food. She puts the plates on the table. The man doesn’t look up as he says “better, now beer.”

Nicole hurries to pour as much of the tall boy of PBR will fit into a standard pint glass. She stops with an ounce or two still in the can. She goes into the fridge and gets herself some lemonade, filling a glass for herself. He’s still looking at her computer and says “now this! This is timely!”

“Oh god,” Nicole mumbles to herself, bringing over the glasses. She doesn’t want to know what’s “timely.”

He finally looks up from the screen as she’s getting ready to sit. “What the hell is this glass? And where’s your beer?”

She freezes mid-sit. “I don’t drink beer, so I only have a couple of pint glasses. Sorry.” And finishes sitting.

He shakes his head. “This won’t do. After a long day, I like to drink my beer out of a big frosty mug.”

“I didn’t know. Again, I’m sorry.” She hated how much she felt bad about letting him down for something that was out of her control.

“Ugh. Fine. This will have to do for tonight, but I like girls who drink beer, so chug that juice and get yourself a beer. Might as well bring all three cans over.”

“Chug the lemonade, but...”

“Are you going to pour juice liquid that’s been exposed to the air back into the container? That’s disgusting. And we don’t waste in this house. Now chug and go get a beer!”

Nicole was off balance in so many different ways. He kept her head spinning. Responses tease at her tongue: “Juice being exposed to air is the thing you’re sanitary about? Have you looked in the mirror? Smelled yourself?” “You’re supposed to be fucking me! Not making me eat shitty fast food and drink disgusting cheap beer!” “Get the fuck out of my apartment!”